Beyond Our Sight A City Four-Square Lieth,
Above The Clouds, The Fogs And Mists Of Earth;
And None But Souls That Jesus Purifieth
Can See Its Walls, Or Hear Its Holy Mirth.

Beyond Our Sight, Beyond Our Night,
Beyond This World’s Sad Story;
That City Bright, It Stands In Light,
The Home Of All The Holy.

Secure And Strong, This Heavenly City Builded
By Christ The Lamb For All The Blood-Washed Throng,
Gleams Fair And Bright, With Golden Glory Gilded,
For Ever Thrilling With Triumphant Song.

There, On The Throne, The Lamb, Once Slain Is Seated,
The Shepherd’s Joy Upon His Holy Face;
While Countless Hosts, Their Warfare All Completed,
In Circling Bands, Lift Ceaseless Songs Of Praise.

O Sorrowing Souls, Beneath Earth’s Burdens Bending,
Lift Up Your Eyes To Yonder City Fair;
And Thro’ Your Tears Let Praise Be Still Ascending
For Rest, And Home, And Loved Ones Waiting There.

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